This is not a pretty story. I woke up crabby and rapidly slid downhill into grumpy. There wasn’t a good reason — or even a bad one. I was just suddenly a short, blondish, Cruella DeVille.
I harrumphed at my children, ignored the cat, snarled at my laptop and grinched my way through checking email. Couldn’t shower right away because my daughter wanted to. Grumble … grumble … grumble.
Realized I was thirsty and my body wanted lemon...